"Help him to his feet and walk him about a bit until he gets the whole trick of breathing again.

Dalzell, didn't you know any better than to try to swallow the whole river and ruin my business ?" A faint grin parted Dan's lips.
"Oh, I'm so thankful," sighed Laura Bentley.

"Dick, I was afraid there would be but five of you left when I saw Dan being hoisted aboard!" Soon Dalzell was able to laugh nervously.

Then a scowl darkened his face.
"I'm the prize idiot of Gridley!" he muttered faintly.
"What's the matter now ?" Dave Darrin demanded.
"The canoe is lost, and it's all my fault," moaned Dalzell.

"Oh, dear! Oh, dear!" "Bother the canoe!" cried Dick impatiently.